A few minutes later, I finally found myself standing in front of the aisle. My stomach immediately tightened.
Rows and rows of pregnancy tests stared back at me. Different brands. Different boxes. Different prices. All of them carrying answers I wasn't sure I wanted.
For a second, I just stood there.
Because as long as I didn't take the test, everything was still a possibility. The second I took it, everything could change.
Swallowing hard, I reached out and grabbed a box. Then another. Then put one back.
“Lord.”
A nervous laugh slipped out.
I probably looked crazy as hell, standing there arguing with myself in the middle of Walmart.
Finally, I grabbed one and tossed it into the cart before I could change my mind. The second it landed, my heart started beating faster.
This was really happening.
Or at least I was about to find out if it was.
A few minutes later, I paid for everything and headed back to the truck. The entire drive home, my eyes kept drifting toward the Walmart bag on the passenger seat.
I hated it.
Hated how nervous I was.
Hated how many thoughts were running through my head.
Most of all, I hated how much I wanted the answer.
By the time I pulled into the driveway, my palms were sweating. Grabbing the bag, I headed inside.
The house was quiet. Too quiet.
I kicked my shoes off near the door and glanced toward the living room. Kyrie was still stretched out on the couch asleep.
Again.
A smile pulled at my lips despite everything.
This man could fall asleep anywhere.
For a second, I just stood there looking at him, completely unaware that my whole world might be changing upstairs.
Shaking my head, I tightened my grip on the bag and headed toward the stairs. Each step felt heavier than the last.
By the time I reached the bathroom, my heart was beating so hard I could hear it.
I closed the door behind me, locked it, and set the bag on the counter.
For a second, I just stared at it.
The room suddenly felt too quiet. Too small. Too damn hot.
Slowly, I reached into the bag and pulled the box out.
My stomach flipped.
